Of course Fu Shiting knew this.

But he is not as nervous as Qin Anan.

Xiaohe is also his own flesh and blood. Even if he loses his life because of looking for her, he will not regret it.

But he won't say such words. If he says them, Qin Anan will definitely be angry.

"What a pity," his Adam's apple moved up and down, and said regretfully, "I have been struggling for so long, but I still haven't found any news about Xiaohe."

"I didn't believe it before, but now, I can't find her anyway. We must accept reality."

Fu Shiting listened quietly, but did not answer.

"Shi Ting, let go of this knot! Life still needs to continue." Qin Anan glanced at him and knew what he was thinking.

He can do whatever he wants and what he wants.

He has never been struggling to bow, so he will not give up on finding Xiaohe easily.

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"Yeah." He responded, because he didn't want her to worry, and he didn't want her to continue to suffer because of Xiaohe's affairs.

"Do you want to eat something?" Qin Anan brought breakfast over.

Mrs. Zhang got up at three o'clock this morning to stew the soup, so that Qin Anan would bring it to her in the morning and give it to Fu Shiting to taste it.

"Sister Zhang originally wanted to come to see you together, but she didn't sleep all night, just to make soup for you. She said that the soup made with low heat would be better. I think she worked too hard, so she asked her to rest well first." She opened the insulation box and a strong fragrance came to her nose.

Fu Shiting's appetite rose.

She raised the head of the hospital bed and let him sit down.

About twenty minutes later, Yun Xiaoxiao, Li Xiaotian and He Zhunzhi came to visit Fu Shiting.

They were puzzled when they saw Zhou Ziyi standing outside the ward door.

"An An inside." Zhou Ziyi scratched his head, "I'm embarrassed to bother them."

"But after my brother woke up, I haven't seen him yet." Yun Xiaoxiao said this and couldn't help but push the ward door open.

In the ward, Fu Shiting leaned against the bed, Qin Anan was holding a razor in his hand and was shaving Fu Shiting.

Yun Xiaoxiao looked curious and walked to the edge of the hospital bed in two steps, staring at Fu Shiting's hands: "Brother, can't you move your hands?"

In order to prove that his hands were fine, Fu Shiting raised his hands to show her.

"I'm scared! I thought there was something wrong with your hand!" Yun Xiaoxiao breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hahaha, Xiaoxiao, you are about to get married, you can't tell that this is the interest between them?" Li Xiaotian smiled and joked, "It seems that there is a strong smell of chicken soup in the ward. An An, have you brought chicken soup to Fu Shiting?"

Qin Anan blushed and shaved Fu Shiting a few times, and wiped his face clean with a towel.

"Well. I brought a lot of them. Do you want to taste it?" Qin Anan said politely.

"Hahaha, let's taste some of us three of us, and there will be no drinks for your husband." Li Xiaotian sat down in the chair next to her and watched the fun. "Looking at Fu Shiting's mental state, it's pretty good! You can be discharged from the hospital in a few days, right?"

"If you recover well, you can go home and recuperate in a few days." Qin Anan took the basin and towel to the bathroom.

He Zhunzhi walked to the other side of the hospital bed, looked at Fu Shiting's face, and looked at him: "Brother Shiting, it's good that you're fine. I'm worried about it."


Chapter completed!